A night with a Razor

It started out like any other Friday night Beers, veens, Jay's, and an Indian take-away. This night progressed into one of those common 'blackout' nights. There were even surprise visits from Gavin and Willetto. Simps was of course there, we get a discount on the Take-Away which is cooool...
The last thing I remember was playing ChampManager then I woke up awkwardly on the hall floor outside the Barry Dirt's room with a sore neck, bruised temple and carpet burn on my forehead. Then after wandering into the toilet noticed that my eyebrows had been tampered with...a flood of memories came back.


Barry had fallen asleep at the computer and I thought it would be funny to shave his balding spot - It was...though by the time we got pictures he'd shaved his whole head and had a bit of explaining to do to poor Deb's.

Then I shaved Dave's eyebrows before getting out the shaving foam and covering Baz's arms, neck and face leaving hole's for his mouth and nostrils. Next I enquired about a condom, my intentions and target are unclear however when I ventured inside the Dirt Cave I never returned...


Instead the Dirtmiester woke up cleaned himself without uttering a word, came inside his lair where he picked my unconscious self out of hovel and dropped me on the floor. Josh and Ally were witness to all this and filled in the many blacks including the culprit who got my brows as I lay unconscious - It was Ally....

While Josh laughed the smug bastard.

.............What a pair of CUNTs!!!

'Think I'm getting the black lung pa...cough..cough..

We are all used to Simp's hypochondria, he shat himself and ran out when he saw a cat in my flat because of his 'allergies', he won't share a glass with anyone because of the germs, he would study Scott's medical books for simptoms the list goes on but basically he's a poof...

However, the man with softest hands on the planet in fact so soft that he wouldn't immerse his hands in water with washing-up liquid without wearing marigolds is now claiming that he has 'white finger' from working as a gardener for two weeks.

Two weeks Dave? Talk to me in 40 years..............

your dead to me boy!

Bad AIDS strikes at the JoshuaTriangle.

At the same place where Josh was first arrested (for criminal damage) a mysterious illness took hold of the poor chap some have described it as 'Bad AIDS'



After spazzing and foaming at the mouth he felt like taking a nap standing up. This of course doesn't work and he lost a tooth the last time he tried. Luckily for Loser his good friend you all know as Rodney was close by to catch him and phone for a nee-naw. While waiting for an ambulance the pigs stopped and thought they would try to be helpful for a change - cunts!!!

Luckily they never glanced at Josh's bags.


After being asked if he really had contracted Bad AIDS, Josh had this to say...